Ich sah eine junge Schlange, aus dem gesprinkelten Farbton und dem Fall heraus zu gleiten, die auf einem Stein schwach sind: Eine dnne ffnung und eine Zunge blieben, in der ruhigen Luft.
Sie drehte sich; sie zeichnete weg; Sein Schatten verbog zur Hlfte; Er beschleunigte und wurde gegangen
Ich glaubte meinem langsamen warmen Blut. Ich sehnte mich, um diese Sache zu sein. Die reine, sensuous Form.
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